So - we have the looming prospect of lighter mornings for a while, but darker evenings immediately. I have to confess, somewhat Margaret-like, such is my dread at the fall of the leaf and the approach of the short and dark afternoons of winter I would gladly adopt what the europhobes seem now to refer to as 'Berlin time,' although 'Paris time' would do just as well ... and has somewhat different connotations ...
Roll on the 29th of March!
One can't help thinking, though, that the Welsh Bishops have missed a trick by not arguing that in the Principality clocks should never be turned back - only moved relentlessly forward - and, of course, that all timepieces should be resolutely progressive * (ideally having a facility to strike thirteen) and be made in Wales .... no nasty, irregular, imported, chronometers here ...
* “We all want progress. But progress means getting nearer to the place where you want to be. And if you have taken a wrong turning, then to go forward does not get you any nearer. If you are on the wrong road, progress means doing an about-turn and walking back to the right road; and in that case the man who turns back soonest is the most progressive man.”
C.S. Lewis, Mere Christianity
Draw the curtains, light the fire and explore the cellar. As my first Parish Priest used wisely to say 'It'll all be same in 100 years...' (cf tomorrow's Evensong reading - Ecclesiastes 11 & 12)
ReplyDeleteSurely the clocks are waiting for April and a cold bright day to strike thirteen?
ReplyDeleteCo-incidentally the Welsh Bishops do meet before the Governing Body meeting in April :-)
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